This Paradise

by Lucy Roleff

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toshiko rubi slowships This record is just gorgeous. I love how 'How will I get that high' begins with the organ drone, then bass notes pull and fold into that uptempo frolic! The crystalline bowed glockenspiel on Aspen perfectly evokes the feel of moving through the mountain air! The overall sound of the record has a unique tone and feel. Lucy Roleff's songs have a European timelessness to them - in similar vein to Sibylle Baier and Nick Drake. Favorite track: How Will I Get That High?.
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released July 15, 2016

Songs by Lucy Roleff
Recorded and Mixed by Tony Dupé
Arrangements by Lucy Roleff, Tony Dupé and Claire Deak

Lucy Roleff - Vocals, Guitar, Harp, Flute, Piano
Tony Dupé & Claire Deak - Cello, Bowed Glockenspiel, Cymbals, Piano, Pump Organ
Rosalind Hall - Saxophone, Clarinet
Alex Badham - Bass, Electric Guitar
Dayna Roberts - Violin


LUCY ROLEFF THIS PARADISE ALBUM LAUNCH:
Thursday, July 28 — The Gasometer, Collingwood VIC
with guests On Diamond + Mallee Songs + James Tom

For more info and tickets head to www.lucyroleff.com


© Lucy Roleff 2016

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Lucy Roleff Melbourne, Australia

Lucy Roleff is a classically trained, folk musician from Melbourne. Born to a German Opera singer father and Maltese mother, she spent a childhood steeped in ornate European classical music, storytelling and folk styles.

Lucy’s compositions weave lyrical verse, fractured sounds and lush harmonies, interspersed with moments of haunting abandon.
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Track Name: Aspen
One year down
I would dare anyone
to pin it to their coat
violet town
by the dam, brittle shell
the mountain
bereft by a tiny ravine

and oh the sweet incline
white wash, black ice
white winking black diamonds

waver at the summit
and below on back to you
wine soaked eyes
in a cognac garden
an awning, ornate
in an ivy bound dream

and oh you’re lovely there
one foot through my windowsill
wild lavender at my doorway

holy smoke!
filling up the avenue
the clutter we burnt in my yard
orchards groan
with the weight of oranges
how a pine leans
with the weight of what’s
blossomed and been
Track Name: Haus
In this house
crown of eaves
wool and ash clot the stairs
marzipan, gold and reed
calico for a bed
lay with me

in this house
funeral wreaths guard the doors
touch our heads
sing to me

in the yard
elderflowers
coming down in
soft spring showers
edelweiss
vine obscures
the open gate

in this house
marble sink
choke and spit
oil grit
milky lines on a glass
hold it here
who was that?
lay with me
Track Name: Hotel Interstate
What I’ve got
I will give it to you
no mountain top
carries the weight that I do

you call up
from a hotel interstate
and offer something more
gold and song and
probably forevermore

what happens
to the books and the friends
when we decide
to bring it all to an end?
the former
easy to divide, I guess

but how can I be sure
when you offer
probably forever
Track Name: This Paradise
He comes to me
wrapped up in laurel leaves
ginger filigree, paradise
and the light in his eye
leads me to my knees

through the lilies, under limes
he holds it up for a bite
we lean into an ocean sprite
and the lines on his palms
seems a pretty good life

tell him I was beautiful
tell him I was cold
and nothing else

to the divine
paradise

this paradise
give it to me

and you’ll
tell him I was beautiful
tell him I was cold
and nothing else
Track Name: I Held Back The Hair
Your two hands
white fish in a bowl
strange to touch
and hard to hold

my two eyes
are a bitten dog’s
wild in alarm
dark and soft

in the back streets
I held back the hair
of a retching friend
for the residents there

then on your birthday
I took vinegar and bread
watching you eat
from the smoke filled stairs

what have I become?
say it to me

on an ordinary night
as the row boats sleep slowly
on discreet, connecting wires
as a flooding of the light
am I hard to navigate?
is it strange to find?

what have I become?
say it to me
Track Name: Chasing The Dog
Chasing the dog once more
holiday home, Alison
what does he want? I thought
top of the mount and the sun?

leaving the house unlocked
hanging a tie on an open door
where did he find the nerve
pulling a vile from an open chest

I’m going away

be kind to me
when I’m close to you
I’ll get close to her too

paving the old garden
pulling the fern
and the baby birch
one for the sisters first
cover my own with the barley dirt

I’m going away

be kind to me
when I’m close to you
I’ll get close to her too
Track Name: Every Time
Every time you come around
wild oat bristles in the yard
and the kettle huffs a sigh
curtains bow and chairs collide

as we take the evening air
wattles fizz in Camden Square

take the garden, I don’t mind
silverbeet and tamarind
and the cat and her kin

soon I’ll rattle at your doorway
I’ll give you the what for

have the furniture removed
silver knives and jammy jewels
pull the lock from the sill
every time you come around
Track Name: How Will I Get That High?
And another summer goes
and it takes with it
all the love
that I have to give
to another shore

the cold really settling in
how bittersweet
and how lovely
that I could forget with the head
and the heart this time
oh, the village was summoning
with the silent yards
and the evergreens over tennis courts
left me bored as a middle child

your bones really settling in
how bittersweet
and how troubling
that I could forget with the head
and the heart this time

and then I’m at your doorway!
kicking the plants
telling you how come
I could bring it alive
with a handful of dandelions

your face barely taking it in
how menacing
and how horrid
that you could forget with the head
and the heart this time
how will I get that high?
Track Name: Two Children
You have two children
down south, by the bay
they live with their mother
in a small and polite estate
I have no children
no sons of my own
no budding daughters
as far as I know

once in a while
they come into your house
a rampage of ribbon
trapped moths
and delighted tales
I’m thanking the gods
for the hidden champagne
thanking the gods
for the type of love we…

I just want that
to hold to your hand
stand at your door
called to your table

out by the border
and reeling a line
catching our meal
with that fisherman’s gait
while I’m
perched at the curtains
or feeding the fire
thumbing through closets
too long is the wait
it’s too...

switching the seasons
I come to your side
tilting my head
to the slope
of a steep incline
just open your arms
and gather me in
my brow
to your chest
just too long is the wait
it’s too...

will I bare children
or reap ready-mades?
the tiniest versions
of your hands and my face
raise them in cities - compete for the light or
flee to the mountains
to study the air and what’s left?

will they sleep still
in the crook of my arms
outgrow their coats
sprouting dangling legs
and throats
and then once in a while
they’ll come into the house
a rampage of ribbon
a rampage

I just want that
to hold out my hands
gather them in
called to my table
Track Name: Jessica
Jessica, half asleep
answers the door
wearing your shirt
turns to walk
into the kitchen
learning your home
and cupboard provisions
I don’t know
I think she’s kind

Jessica, came into your bed
let herself fall asleep at the end
why can’t you love her
with her hair down like that?
helplessly she cries to me

but I don’t know anything
give me a man
I’ll make up a reason to leave

Jessica, holds your head
under her skirt
and asks you to stay there
would it take very much
just make up a reason
make it a good one

I don’t know anything
if you make up a reason
I’ll make up a reason